Say not the Struggle Naught Availeth


Our Philosophy is the opening line of the poem by Arthur Hugh Clough. It speaks volumes about how we groom students for the future world.

We believe that ceaseless efforts are always rewarded. The key to success is constant, untiring struggle with Himalayan determination.

Say not the Struggle Naught Availeth


Say not the struggle naught availeth,
The labour and the wounds are vain,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
And as things have been they remain.

If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;
It may be, in yon smoke concealed,
Your comrades chase e’en now the fliers,
And, but for you, possess the field.

For while the tired waves, vainly breaking
Seem here no painful inch to gain,
Far back through creeks and inlets making,
Came, silent, flooding in, the main.

And not by eastern windows only,
When daylight comes, comes in the light,
In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
But westward, look, the land is bright.